Dec 30, 2007

Google Reader has been a recent help to my daily devotions to the blog gods, but I avoided it for a while, preferring to run the roll in the morning and be surprised or not at what I'd find where. That's kind of impossible to do now, as time resources leave little margin for mullin' new thoughts presented within each visit.

So, in no particular order are some of my newer discoveries that haven't yet been added to the Slack Wardrobe: [note: updating this list as I wake up and remember more]

Well, I guess that'd be alphabetical order. At any rate, I need to get 'em up on the Rack o' Slacks but I'm notoriously bad about managing my own laundry here at the Pirate Palapa. This may be turning into a New Year's Resolution. Wait. Ummmnnmm...nah.

But a dear, friendly Raccoon known as Ben has been up there on the sidebar since the get-go ("Bell Bottoms" - he's a sailor, not a hippie!) You have to get to know Ben and other Raccoons from One Cosmos to understand some of his seemingly chaotic ramblings, but he's just the best sort of person to know, unlike your blog hostess.

Fellow Raccoons (Transdimensional Order of the Friendly Sons & Daughters of the Cosmic Raccoons) were worried about Ben and Patti, made phone calls, and soon had the police track them down and report them as safe and sound. But just reading their harrowing escape makes it all the more heartening to hear once again that they are just fine. And I've wanted to point you to him so you could have a great story for an end-note on a year of blogdom.

GONE!

By the way...

All posts and personal pictures are copyrighted by the author. (Well, except for a picture or two I may have copied from somewhere on the Internet, or from someone else who copied it. If it's yours, let me know and down it comes, 'k? The rest really do come from my own camera.) Anything else should be understood for what it is: musings of a muddled mind. Because the author is maniacally convinced of her own superior skills in communication, she cannot be held responsible for another's misunderstanding. You can see how that would upset her tenuous hold on reality.